Named for a cryptic page the guitarist allegedly heard over the intercom while waiting for his flight back to the States at Heathrow Airport -- the existential distance between Miles Davis and Robert Redford suggested a vast universe to the troubled Lobdell -- the Triad serves as the launching pad for some of the wildest six-string excursions this side of Hendrix's tomb. Though Lobdell tempers his rough edges with a taste for ambient washes that echo those of Gong/System 7 mainstay Steve Hillage, it's the brain-melting salvos of feedback and distortion he unleashes, with tribal backing from bassist Matt Freid and drummer Jeffrey Helwig, that will turn smiling psych fans' cerebra into smoking ruins. Local imprint Holy Mountain has released four albums by the Davis Redford Triad (including last year's Blue Cloud), but none quite approaches the in-your-face maelstrom of experiencing the band live.
